"Honest. I did.
Let me prove that to you."
"How?"
"The...the....the Wedding."
"King Laphate. Eryx is meant to distract Natysh from performing at the School. You take away her kid and she'll go to war."
"No. No. We're not going to kill. What are….no.
Just like Ruby, we will always be there; but instead of protecting when things go wrong; we will destroy when things go right. Show them that flowers don't last forever."
"Woooooh...You're nasty, King Laphate.
We just wanted to destroy the School, but you….."
"What good will destroying the School do? They will just build something else to spread their evil destructive ways."
"It feels like you have a personal connection to this."
"Well….."
"King Laphate. Don't."
".......Just want to make sure these Kids haven't grown soft."
".....Tired of soft serve Ice Cream? No way. Pile us up, Sir."
"Are you stress eating?"
"What does that matter to you?"
"You may be my Queen, but you are also now a mother; and if you were my mother, then….."
"Pleeeeeaaasssse?"
".....How can I say no to those puppy eyes!!!!"
"Thank you, Sirry."
"..Natysh, you…."
"It's all in the face."
"I thought it was all in the slight of wrist?
...Put it back."
"Kain would have let me take a few pieces of chocolate sprinkles.
They are free after all."
"I'm not Kain, am I?"
*Stttiiishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
"...No..…..No you are not.
And I hate you for it."
"Here's your two icecreams, Ladies."
"Thank you.
I hate you too, Natysh."
"Can I have my Ice cream now?"
"Well...."
"Give it. Give it…"
"Hey…hey…....Crazy person here. STRESS EATER. STRESS EATER. I repeat. I have a….
*Snatch*
Hey, no fair."
"Your feet may be faster than mine, but your hands are shorter."
"Enjoy your Ice creams, and come back if you need anything."
"We will."
"Come on, Rainbow. We're making a scene. We can't...
Draw….attention …..to ourselves?"
"Natysh!!!! Natysh!!!!! Over here. Over here. We've seen your broadcast and we want to congratulate you on your baby. What are your plans for…"
"Time to go, Rainbow."
"Girls….wait. If you run now, your icecreams will spill.
Here, take two X cups and a lid."
"Thanks."
"Come on, Natysh."
"Hold on. I am starting to spill. These lids are so hard to stamp on that I…."
*Phuureeeaaat*
"DeathPetal, over here.
Back to the Castle at once."
"Natysh. Natysh. Natysh. Who's going to be your maid of honor?"
"What about your guest speaker?"
"Where's it going to be?"
"When's it going to be?"
"Can you tell us anything about how you are planning to raise….."
"DeathPetal, go, go, go."
*Whoooooooooo*